As I’ve started pulling together photos for my Year 3 book, I came across a run from last July that I’d completely forgotten about.
What started as just another day with the camera quickly turned into something else… ten straight days of moths, butterflies and everything in between.
None of it was planned. That’s probably why it worked.
It also started with one of those classic moments…
Day 21 – Can you see it?
Meant to be our first Clumber Park heather visit… but this quickly turned into a game of spot the grasshopper.
Mrs Lawns couldn’t see it at first… and to be fair, it’s doing a pretty good job of hiding.
A reminder that sometimes the best finds are the ones you nearly miss.
Day 22 – A fluffy surprise
An amazing fluffy “teddy bear” moth just sitting quietly in the grass.
One of those moments where you stop and think… how did I even spot that?
Day 23 – Rules already broken
I said I couldn’t use another dragonfly the other day… but when there are loads on the verbena, rules go out the window.
Day 24 – A bit arty
A fly perched on a dandelion clock… sometimes you just have to take the shot and see what happens.
Day 25 – Had to check first
I didn’t think I needed permission to share this… but I still checked with my gatekeeper.
#ButterflyInJoke
Day 26 – Sorry… another one
What an incredible week of invertebrates in the sun.
Really sorry… here is yet another dragonfly.
Day 27 – Spotted by Mrs Lawns
A gorgeous meadow brown for today, and yes—this one was spotted first by Mrs Lawns.
Also the moment I realised… this had turned into a full week of invertebrates. First time I’ve managed that.
Day 28 – Oh go on then
Another butterfly… why not?
That makes it eight straight days of insects.
Day 29 – Still going
Yet another invertebrate—this time a lovely magpie moth.
At this point, it felt like the run might never end.
Day 30 – I’m free
Have you had enough insects yet?
Could I say no to this peacock butterfly? Absolutely not.
And just like that… ten days.
Closing
Looking back through these while putting together Year 3, this was just ten days.
Ten days that weren’t planned, weren’t forced… just happened.
Easter might not quite bring butterflies and moths in numbers yet, but it won’t be long before we’re back to moments like these.
And if this is what ten days can look like… what else is still to come?